What Happened To Sasuke's Arm Novels & Stories

☾☾☾ SASKIA'S POV ☽☽☽ "Let go of me!" I rip my arm from his vice-like grip, then wince at the pain that accompanies the forceful act. I keep forgetting of the strength this man has. "Behave!" He barks, his rough hand remoulding their grasp on my arm. His eyes flash amber, and his clasp on me tightens, almost entirely cutting off the blood supply in my arm. When they regress back into pale blue orbs, his clutch loosens, restoring blood flow in the limb.

he asks. I grab one of the smaller men’s arms and tear it off his dead body. The bones snap and crack but there’s not much blood left, “We will use this.” I say, handing it to him. Ryan nods and Lucas vomits into the bushes. I can’t say I blame him. Tearing an arm of a dead body is disgusting but it needed to be done. I help Ryan dress them and then we put them back on the trailer, “What about the Zobs? Do you think they are still there?” Lucas asks me.

Screaming pitifully, he grabbed the broken part of his arm and stumbled as he attempted to run. "My arm… You bastard! How dare you take my arm?!" The man was filled with pain and hate. His right arm was gone. If he did not treat it, it would remain a permanent mark that would prevent him from refining his physique to the next level. "You deserved what you got with that arm." Chase held up his sword, which was dripping with blood, and stared coldly at the escaping figure. "This wild mountain is a forbidden land where you shouldn't have entered. You're lucky to have escaped today but you won't be as lucky the next time!"

It still hurt, but it made us much more flexible. If I could direct Susan’s energy to the arm that Andrew was holding… Andrew and I both yelped in pain as I twisted our arms in unnatural ways until Andrew was forced to release his hold on mine. He tried to keep his other arm around my waist, but I dug the elongated claws of my now-free arm into it and ripped it off of me. I twirled out of his hold, spinning back around to examine the damage I had left behind. Andrew seemed to be maintaining his composure, even though he held the arm I had clawed his other hand to stem the bleeding. To my surprise, he smiled at me and nodded his approval.

He made the whole world believe he was dead, and I was ready to send him straight back to hell where he truly belonged. I tackled him to the ground, bones crunching, flesh tearing, and blood dripping. He didn't even try to fight back, which only fueled my anger even more. But as soon as my eyes locked onto his left arm, I froze. There was something strange about it. I furrowed my brows in confusion as I met his gaze. I glanced back down at Zion's arm again. There should've been a scar there; he was shot right there. I saw it happen, so why wasn't there a wound? Could he have had the scar surgically removed?

Sue smirked, wiping a trickle of blood from her lip. “Not bad. But you’re still not strong enough, because I created you.” She lunged forward, grabbing Bella by the arm. “And I am kind of getting tired.” As she said this, she twisted Bella’s arm at once, causing Bella to yelp in pain. With one pull, she separated her right arm from her body. Bella screamed as pain exploded through her body. Blood poured from the wound, staining the ground beneath her. She staggered back, clutching the stump where her arm had been. Everyone stood in shock except Sue, who chuckled hard.

Directing the energy of the spiritron vein and projecting a blade of spiritual energies, he sliced off his left arm, leaving Sue and the nuns flabbergasted. Did he lose his mind? Why cut off his arm? A tiny cut would have been enough! Was he not worried that he would have to live with one arm if he could not grow it back?! Just as everyone was too stunned to speak, they soon understood what made him so confident! Something that resembled vines soon crept out of the clean cut, picking up the arm and reattaching it, while even blood was creeping back into Frank's body. There was soft pop, and Frank's arm was reattached!

"Oh, I forgot. You were helping Kira pick out her dress for being named Chief Healer, and going through all that trouble to find a witch just to permanently disable my arms!" Facing the person who nearly killed me, I showed no mercy in my words. Lucas's face turned pale, his body trembling constantly. "No... that's not it. It was all Kira. I was manipulated by her too." "I've already exiled her to the wasteland. She's dead now. No one will disturb our life anymore. Susan, just come home with me. I'll mark you again and we can start over." He desperately deflected responsibility, as if these things had nothing to do with him.

Reaching for the other man as his momentum carried him forward, Zach felt a searing pain on the upper inside of his thigh just before he caught the man's arm, twisting it, then lifting it high before bringing it down sharply over his shoulder, breaking it at the elbow by hyperextending it, a knife with a long, thin blade falling from the now useless fingers, his shout of pain almost drowning out the sound of his arm breaking. "Zach, look out," Krista called out, followed by the sound of a gun going off, then a loud groan. Zach released the man whose arm he had crippled, turning to see another man as he fell to the ground, a pistol falling from his fingers as he crashed down onto his face, th

Just then, the armored Askari with the large gun raised it toward him as Orchid cried in alarm. In a flash, Shango was beside him, he tore the gun forcefully from the Askari, the arm strapped to the weapon coming away with it, the Askari screamed as he saw the bloody stump that was his arm but his cry of pain was soon cut off abruptly as Shango grabbed his helmeted head and squeezed, popping it like water melon.